Kings Of Wrath 소설 & 이야기

King Mathias watched with narrowed eyes, his knuckles white against the railing. The fight raged on, a storm of steel, fang, and claw. Kael bled, but he did not falter. Each strike he delivered carried years of pain, rage, and defiance. Each roar was a declaration that he was not just the king’s cursed son, but his own force of destiny. The crowd was wild now. Cheers and jeers blended into a chaotic symphony. Some cried out for Kael’s death, others for his triumph. The kingdom was split, its loyalty torn in two.

“Leon! It hurts! Help me!” Leon waved his four bodyguards forward. But they were no match for my father’s men. Within fifteen seconds, all four of Leon’s guards were on the floor, groaning and clutching their stomachs or their broken noses. Two of my father’s men grabbed Leon by the arms, twisted them behind his back, and forced him to his knees right in front of me. My father didn’t hold back. He slapped Leon across the face too—hard enough that blood trickled from the corner of Leon’s mouth.

I said. “That doesn’t make me feel any better,” she said. “Levi’s not the one I’m worried about, my brother is,” I said to her. “It gets worse.” She sighed. “Kai’s royalty, he was the king of Scotland before Gabriel took over. His eldest son, Jericho, is the Alpha King of all wolves. They’re both married to the women they imprinted on,” I said to her. “Imprinted? What’s that?” she asked.

I know why the taskmaster hates me, and I’ll try to keep it brief. The Werewolf Kingdom is divided into four separate Kingdoms and each of these Kingdoms is ruled by a King. The Northern Kingdom is ruled by King Arnold while his brother King Ethan rules the Eastern Kingdom under which our pack, The Moonshine Pack is a part. The Southern Kingdom is ruled by King Hunter, and the Western Kingdom is ruled by King Garner. Well, back to the topic at hand, the reason the taskmaster hates me is because the King of the Eastern Kingdom is my mate.

Some wolves start yelling, and soon, they all begin. “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” “KING NOAH, KING LOGAN, KING VLADIMIR.” They yell repeatedly over and over.

It was hard to ignore the possibility that this attack was somehow connected to the kings. Kieran finally stepped forward, his voice steady but firm. “We aren’t your enemy. We fought alongside you. If you let us, we can make sure this doesn’t happen again.” Someone scoffed, and I saw a younger member of the pack glaring at Kieran with open distrust. “And how exactly do you plan to do that? Are we just supposed to trust you because you call yourselves kings?” Kieran’s gaze turned icy. “Because you don’t have a choice. The Luna goddess gave me and my brothers powers to rule above all Lycans and Werewolves which we have done for 70 years.”

She needs her head in the game if she doesn't want to land her ass in jail along Maddy and Emily. Nathan was her past, a past that she can't include in her future because she was afraid of commitment. Jes had just learned to fly she doesn't want a relationship to clip her wings~ ****** NEW BOOK CHASED BY A DRAGON KING Beware of the Ruler Of The Skies~ He can turn your bones into Ashes with the Moondust that he holds in his lungs and fire in his eyes. The descendants of the Gods, the King of the Dragons~ Females melt just by his single brilliantly blazing gaze but the heart of the King Of Dragons had always sought a female he did not know the name of.

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